Date: Mon, 25 May 1998 16:56:42 -0400
From: Marc Mustacchio
Subject: JOCKEY HOLLOW III: EPISODE L
JOCKEY HOLLOW
Jockey Hollow is a small hamlet in the northeastern tip of
Nebraska. It is a haven for gay men who come here to escape the
homophobic nature of the Bible Belt. Its population is made up primarily
of young men in their late teens-mid-thirties. The stories revolve
around the gays and the sex lives they lead. There are bisexual
characters who have girlfriends, these girls are also some of the
prominent characters.
In Jockey Hollow an old friend has returned with a new agenda.
FBI Special Agent Kenneth Westmoreland is back and is looking into the
vast underworld of cybercrimes. Specifically, men who prey on young boys
in Internet chat rooms and lure them out of their homes for sex.
Westmoreland has no idea where this investigation will him, especially
in Jockey Hollow.
EPISODE L
Maggie's was crowded with its usual lunch crew. Truckers from
all around stopped in for a bite, a blow job in the pool room, or a
quick cup of joe for a long ride. At a booth, eating various lunch foods
were Alyssa, Josh, Kent, and Augie. Josh told them about his adventures
this past morning, starting here some seven hours ago.
"Maybe you imagined he transformed himself," Kent said. "You
are stressed to the max."
"No, it was real. It really happened."
"Did anyone else see it?" Alyssa said.
"Don't you understand, he is Satan. He can become anyone for
anybody."
"You've said that before, Josh," Kent said. "But you've failed
to show us any material evidence to make us believe you."
"We want to help you, Josh," Alyssa said, "but you aren't
making it easy for us."
"Easy? You want easy? Come on, show me a little faith."
"What made you want to get fucked after six months?" Augie
asked.
"Desire, horniness. A longing to feel a long hard cock pounding
inside of me again. A desire to feel that cock pound a heavy load in me.
But the guy who fucked me was Him. He followed me into the woods,
changed his form into a cute blond and preyed on my weakness. He knew I
hadn't had sex in a while, he knew that I'd fall head over heals for a
blond hunk, so that's what he became."
"You really believe this," Kent said.
"Yes! Because I looked into the blond's eyes and saw the face
of evil, the face of Jack North!"
...
Jack gave Kenny his drink.
"First of all," Jack said taking a demi tasse for himself,
"these `predators,' as you call them, are the products of the parents
lack of interest in what their children are looking at."
"What?" Westmoreland lost the sense of logic in North's
argument.
"It's the fault of the parents if the children get sucked in.
They shouldn't have access to such ADULT areas of the Internet. There
are dozens of programs that parents can use to prevent their children
from viewing objectionable material. I know AOL has parental
restrictions to keep minors out of such chat rooms. They can even
prevent them from using mirc."
"That's true, but they have outlets such as places like this
where they can come to chat."
"We monitor what minors do in here, Agent Westmoreland. They do
not have cybersex or chat in adult chat rooms."
"Say the place is busy, can you guarantee that?"
"There are no guarantees in life."
"That's why the Bureau is sending out agents to cybercafes
across the nation. How many computers do you have here, Mr. North?"
"Nine."
"We are asking you to install child-proof software in three of
your computers and mark them as `FOR 18 AND UNDER.'"
"Who is going to pay for this software, the Bureau?"
"No."
"Then I'm afraid your proposal is unacceptable."
"Why?"
"First of all that leaves me with six `18 AND OVER' computers,
suppose I have a full house—all adults?"
"They'll have to use the child-proofed ones."
"No. I am not censuring an adult. That is unconstitutional.
Second, I'm a new business, I cannot afford to install such software in
a third of my computers, it would never pay for itself."
"So turn the censor off at night."
"This also presents me with a third problem."
"What's that?"
"If we are doubtful of someone's age, we'd have to ask them for
id. That I am NOT prepared to do. I do not sell alcohol or tobacco
products. I sell coffee and give people the pleasure of surfing the
Internet. I am not going to inconvenience a young looking 21 year old by
asking him for a license."
"I don't know what to tell you, Mr. North. Except that this is
a matter of Bureau regulations."
"Are these laws?"
"Not yet. Legislation is being drafted to cover minors and
Internet use in public forums such as cybercafes, but right now we are
asking the proprietors to cooperate as a favor to the FBI."
North laughed and shook his head.
"No, Agent Westmoreland, I will not grant the FBI any favors.
Until it is a law, I am not under an obligation to comply. So if you're
done with your macchiato, you can leave." Kenny did not expect such a
reception from Jack North. He reached into his jacket pocket to remove
your wallet. "Your money is not good here. The espresso's on the house.
Now please leave!"
Kenny left the cybercafe. Jack pounded his fist on the counter.
...
Bryan sat on the guardrail outside Maggie's smoking a
cigarette. He stared off into space. Sex was good, but he needed a rest.
He had just finished up riding a sixteen year old kid he chatted with in
the #gayteennebraska channel on mirc. What stamina the boy had, Bryan
got a nice load shot into him. The kid lived just down the road from
where he stood now.
Josh emerged from the restaurant carrying a container of
coffee. He was tired of banging his head against a brick wall with his
friends. He approached Bryan.
"Gotta smoke, dude?"
"Yeah, sure."
Bryan gave a cigarette to Josh and lit it for him. Josh coughed
as he exhaled a cloud of smoke.
"Take it easy dude."
"Yeah sure that's easier said than done."
"Why?"
"It's a long story."
"I know how to relieve that stress for you. Follow."
Bryan walked into the woods. Josh followed. When they reached a
secluded clearing, Bryan told Josh to lie on his back. Bryan took down
Josh's pants and started to jerk the cock. It swelled instantly.
"Hey when was the last time you came?"
"I couldn't tell you."
"Damn! No fucking wonder you're so strung out."
Bryan lowered his pants and straddled Josh's engorged purple
cockhead. He lowered himself further and started to ride Josh. Josh
couldn't recall the last time he had his cock inside another man's ass.
He enjoyed the sensation that went through his body. He started to
breath again. Bryan's gentle riding was good for Josh's hard cum-filled
cock. Josh started bucking upwards, fucking Bryan. Bran closed his eyes
and sank down, fully covering Josh's cock.
Josh moaned and closed his eyes. Bryan told him to relax and just let
it happen. Bryan continued to moved up and down slowly. Moans came from
both men. Bryan's cock shot a load onto Josh's chest. Josh was
stimulated by the scent of cum that he gripped Bryan's ankles and
screamed. He shot five large bolts of cum directly into Bryan's ass. He
breathed heavily as he came and sighed when it was over.
STAY TUNED FOR EPISODE LI, TO BE POSTED ON MONDAY JUNE 1, 1998.
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